Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 85 Rama's Body
"It's not right, it's just not right."

As Yan Shisan said indifferently, the bone-poison sword inserted into the ground buzzed endlessly, and the seemingly invisible jet-black sword energy overflowed, extinguishing the vitality.

Li Hanyi stopped slightly, looked sideways, "Yan Shisan, you are not my opponent yet."

"I would like to give it a try."

Yan Shisan was expressionless, pulled out the Bone Poison Sword, stared at the black sword energy flowing on the sword, and said slowly, "I have been thinking about this No. 14 sword for a long time, no matter what, I will finally show it to the sun. of……"

……

Dafanyin Temple, the backyard.

monastery.

"City Master Sikong, please sit down."

"it is good."

Sikong Changfeng looked around and saw that the monk's house was spotless, but there was no gold or silver utensils. He was a little surprised and sat down slowly.

"The leader of the East is the leader of the leader. I didn't expect to live such a simple life. Changfeng was surprised."

"I don't care about things outside of me."

Dongfang Bubai sat down calmly, and poured some water, "The trip was too hasty, and I didn't bring any good tea or wine, a bowl of clear water, I don't think City Lord Sikong would mind?"

"This... hehe..."

Looking at the bowl of cold water pushed over, Sikong Changfeng smiled speechlessly, "I don't mind, I don't mind."

"So good."

Dongfang Bubai nodded, stared at Sikong Changfeng's eyes, and met his gaze, "I have already mentioned my request to City Lord Sikong last time, so I won't repeat it. I wonder what City Lord Sikong thinks?"

"This……"

Sikong Changfeng frowned slightly, raised his hand, hesitated to speak, "The corpse you mentioned is really not in our Xueyue City, how can I get it out?"

"Eastern Hierarch might as well make another request, I, Xueyue City, will definitely do my best..."

"enough!"

Dongfang Bubai sternly stopped, the teacup in his hand shattered inch by inch, and gradually turned into a ball of fly ash.

"City Master Sikong, a year ago, the black stone killer Xiao Yu came from Daming, passed through Wushuang City, traveled all the way south, and entered your Xueyue City with "Rama's body".

You have never left the city so far, are you saying you are not with me now?

Is it because your Xueyue City's information is paralyzed, or do you really think that this seat is easy to talk and won't kill people? "

"a year ago?"

Sikong Changfeng frowned, as if thinking about it, "It's been too long... Could the Hierarch of the East please send a letter to the city, check it carefully, and then reply?"

Dongfang Bubai turned around and looked at him, seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, he nodded slightly.

"how long it takes?"

"Soon, you can reply within ten days at most."

"Ten days……"

Dongfang Bubai murmured to himself for a while, "Alright, I will give ten days to Lord Sikong."

"Ten days later, if there is no reply, this seat..."

Sikong Changfeng hurriedly replied, "If there is no reply, Dongfang Hierarch can come to our Xueyue City to search in person!"

"It's the best, and..."

Dongfang Bubai hesitated, and said slowly, "I would like to remind you that this body is a hot potato for useless people, and it is useless for you Xueyue City to take it..."

"thanks for reminding."

Sikong Changfeng cupped his hands slightly, unable to suppress his curiosity, he couldn't help asking, "I don't know what is the use of this body?"

"usefulness……"

Dongfang Bubai glanced at him, "You really want to know?"

"The Eastern Hierarch might as well tell you something."

"That's how..."

Dongfang Bubai was silent for a while, and said slowly, "Rama was said to be an eminent Buddhist monk whose cultivation had reached the peak of heaven and man. He was only one step away from crossing the gate of heaven and becoming an immortal and Buddha."

"Peak of Heaven and Man... Isn't that the peak of Immortal Ascension?"

Sikong Changfeng was startled, "Since you have such a cultivation level, you did not become a feather when you died, so you will not be deceived by others, right?"

"Do you think I will be deceived by someone?"

"This……"

Sikong Changfeng smiled awkwardly, "Not like, not like."

"Taoist masters have the theory of immortality, and those who are profound in Buddhism will have relics after death and cremation, but there are also people like Bodhidharma who sit and transform into a golden body, which is invulnerable to water and fire, and hard to hurt by swords. Narama is the latter .”

"I see……"

Sikong Changfeng nodded, turned around and asked, "However, what does the Eastern Church want this body for?"

"City Master Sikong, don't you think you have too many questions?"

"This……"

Being choked, Sikong Changfeng smiled coyly, and murmured in his heart, "If you don't tell me, I will let you investigate, but I want to see, what is the use of a corpse that has been dead for hundreds of years... ..."

"City Master Sikong, you can go."

"This is not in a hurry..."

Sikong Changfeng came back to his senses, and asked in a deep voice, "Where are my disciples from Xueyue City?"

"Ha ha……"

Dongfang Bubai smiled, and said calmly, "City Lord Sikong can rest assured that the daughter is safe and sound, and I will not treat you badly."

"As long as the 'Rama's body' is in hand, I will release him immediately without delay."

"This……"

Sikong Changfeng cupped his hands and said, "I want to see them."

"Meet……"

Dongfang Bubai glanced at him, and said slowly, "How about this, we will have dinner together at noon, so that Lord Sikong can also meet his precious daughter."

"but……"

Dongfang Bubai made a long sound, and there seemed to be a silver light on his fingertips, and said quietly, "I also ask City Lord Sikong and City Lord Li not to have other thoughts."

"I may not be able to keep the two of you in this Dafanyin Temple forever, but for those juniors, I think it's just a silver needle."

"This……"

Looking at the silver needle whose cold light gradually restrained, Sikong Changfeng looked at the long spear beside him with lingering fear, which was full of tiny holes.

That day, he fought against Dongfang Bubai, and he lost.

……

The spring is just right.

In a small courtyard.

Long Peng was like a mummy, wrapped in bandages, sleeping on a deck chair, basking in the sun and eating melon seeds, looking very comfortable, without any nervousness.

"You are very comfortable..."

There was a rather clear voice from the wall.

Looking for his reputation, he is a handsome and flirtatious little monk.

——unintentionally.

"Um……?"

Long Peng was slightly surprised, "Little monk, you haven't left yet?"

"Leave this afternoon."

Wu Xin floated down, pulled a chair and sat down, holding two jars of wine in his hand, "Have a drink?"

"You are a monk, you drink and eat meat every day, are you so dishonest?"

"The little monk is indeed not serious."

Wuxin smiled slightly, and lifted the wine seal, "The little monk is leaving, the world promises to be big, I'm afraid we won't have a chance to meet each other in the future."

"Sorry, I quit drinking."

Long Peng raised his hand and pressed the wine seal back, and poured a cup of tea, "Let's drink tea."

"You look more like a monk than a monk."

Long Peng smiled, ate melon seeds, and said casually, "Alcohol is harmful to the body and messy, it's better not to drink."

"Fart, you just don't drink well!"

There was a loud shout from the gate of the small courtyard, but a bloody man came in trembling slightly.

(End of this chapter)